Panic attacks, confusion, self-harm, depression, anxiety, loneliness, attempted suicide, and his sister's successful suicide led Louis to his least favorite place ever. Therapy. Even worse than just therapy too; group therapy. Group therapy was where 10-20 teens gathered to complain about stuff and change nothing. There was only one good thing about group therapy; Harry. (A/N I am not a Directioner really, but I do ship Larry. I might get stuff about 1D wrong, but that why it's called fanFICTION. I will make things up to suit the story better; don't throw things at me)